Blackmailed For Love

He didn't knock as he entered the small file room.He stood there and looked around, if he was impressed by the work I'd had done in just two days he didn't say it.

Instead when his eyes came back to me they were as cold and hard as an ice block.

Once upon a time they used to look at me like I was his whole world.

"Get up.We are leaving."

I blinked up at him, not understanding where he was taking me.

His eyes narrowed on me and he said, "You are not doing a good job of following my orders."

Not giving into the urge to roll my eyes, I stood up and grabbed my small purse.

Pressing my hand down to smooth out my skirt, I rounded the desk and I asked, "Where are you taking me?"

"Your home.I decided I'll drop my whore back at her place at the end of the day."

His words made me wince and he saw it as a moment later he grabbed my wrist to pull me in front of him.

His hard eyes caressed my face and he said, "I won't let you forget it.The way I couldn't forget.I'll keep reminding you and myself who you truly are."

I bit down the inside of my cheek and stared back at him.I won't give him the satisfaction of knowing how his words were scratching at my bruised heart.

He gripped my face and dug his fingers into my cheeks as he demanded, "Say it."

One thing about Kristian was, he always lashed out and did everything he could to not be the only one feeling the pain.

When someone hurts him he hurts them back tenfold.

And he didn't know how to stop until his enemy was beaten down and destroyed.

I had seen it with my own eyes.I knew it deep in my bones how far he could go.

So there was no trying to fight it.

Also, I just didn't want to fight him.

He had his demons and I used to be his comforting place despite our age difference but then I turned on him, became the one who broke his trust, and became another person in his list of demons.

"I am a whore." I said, giving him what he wanted.

Or maybe I was just a glutton for punishment His lips twisted.

"Whose?"

"Yours."

Only his.

Ever his.

"That's right.Don't you ever forget that."

He walked out of the room and made me follow him.

Unlike him my steps were hesitant as I followed him, I didn't want him to drop me home.

I had lied about my town, my schooling and

status as a

but now he wanted to drop me home: Please, God,

Nope.

Not on my side.

Like he ever is.

His car didn't have

have anything that would make it any less than the beauty

as a memory from

time he had gotten his Ferrari GT and he had taken me on

had spent the evening later

without waiting for me or even without looking in my direction he opened the driver side door and slipped

heard the ignition turning

passenger side before he could get irritated and start to throw more of his mean

sat down,

have to drive me.I can

He didn't say anything.

fingers held the steering wheel like one would hold a lover as he pulled

minutes later, I knew where he was

Apartments, the wrong address I had written on the form after looking it

my lips and tried again, "You

had a few

me and he said, "I'll stop and

do you want to

on

I didn't have enough money

I sighed.

buy them

just have to suck

I will wait for him to leave then I'll

take a different and longer route back to

won't ask for the usual butterscotch

more than the fact that I would be late to reach on time to my shift

Ten minutes later, the car came to a slow stop at the sky

turned to him and

me for a long moment that made me nervous and then, he said, "Let

he was becoming such a gentleman all

knew

my head and put a smile on my face as I said, "No, you don't have to

my fate as he

God why he hated me so much as I saw Kristian rounding

I didn't wait

came to stand on my side, I

He arched a brow.

and looked for a reason why he couldn't come inside except that he

said, "Mom wouldn't

silence stretched between us and he

against his car, crossed his legs at the ankles and

I saw

like a GQ

that was a combination of blood red and dark